The Culling

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Have you ever just met someone and knew instantly that they were the one. I know that you are probably thinking that this is just like the feeling of love at first sight, but this is different. Of course I saw the person and was interested in them, but it was in talking to this person that I knew he was the one. It wasn't that we had everything in common or that we were exactly alike. It was more like we could understand each other on every level.

Our jokes made sense to one another even though we might not know the exact reference. All topics were on the table even though one of us might not know everything about it. We flowed effortlessly from one topic to the next. Time seemed to fly in the matter of a heartbeat.

I'm sure you will agree that meeting someone in the club is fun, but hard to actually get to know them. Prolonged conversation really isn't conducive to the loud and thumping atmosphere. However, when we finally had enough drinks to build up the courage to move to the dance floor, it was almost as if we had been practicing our dance together days in advance.

We moved together as one, always in step with the other. Our bodies twisted around each other like water. There was none of the awkward moments when someone steps on a foot or moves in the opposite direction. Instead, there was only the feeling of him next to me all the time completely in sync.

Once again however, time seemed to be fighting against us. It is difficult to keep track of how many songs you have danced through while you are on the dance floor let alone trying to count when you are completely engrossed by your partner. The floor was starting to thin out as the club was getting closer and closer to closing time. We decided to shut the club down and kept right on dancing until the DJ finally called it quits and the lights started to go off.

We finally made our way out of the club and onto the street, but we refused to be parted from each other's company. There was a little 24 hour store that had a little cafe. We moved locations and decided to pick right back up where we left off before we hit the dance floor. There was no loss in conversation as we picked it up while keeping stride. We laughed and joked until finally he made his move. He suggested we go back to his place for the night.

I knew the suggestion very well, and I really wanted to go. However, there is that little tiny voice in the back of your mind that reminds you to be responsible. Well the little voice continued to worry at the back of my mind while I deliberated whether to accept his offer or not. Finally between the little voice and the realization of how tired I was put my off from going with him.

The good news was that he didn't seem disappointed. Understanding was written all over his face. Instead of pressuring me into coming back with him, he gave me his number and said he would call me a ride. Outside the cafe, I realized that even though I wasn't going home with him, there was nothing that said I couldn't have a souvenir. Before departing from his company, I placed a warm kiss on his lips and then slipped into the car.

As I rode away, I decided to send him a text letting him know how much fun I had and that I would be seeing him again soon. I was delighted as he responded almost immediately. It was just the response I was looking for. After making it back to my apartment, I slipped off into a blissful sleep.

The next morning was not so nice. I realized far too late that I still had work to take care of, and it was sitting of my kitchen table when I awoke. I set my coffee machine to make the coffee while I showered and prepared for the day. I was humming and going about in almost a dream. My thoughts were filled of the exceptional night before and the handsome face that that I had encountered.

Finished with my shower and sitting in my nice warm robe, I picked up the envelop that was sitting on my table. It was time to see who needed culling this week.

My cup dropped to the floor with a crash. My hand trembled as I held out the picture that was in front of me. It was the guy that I had been with the night before. He was my very first assignment as rated as the highest threat level.

In order to keep only the best and most obedient humans, all those that had signs of dissidence had to be weeded out. That is where I come in. My job is to cull the herd. I am given those that have been singled out and dispatch of them before they become a nuisance.

What were the chances that I would finally meet someone amazing and then have to kill them. Of course, my job was to eliminate these threats without delay. If I didn't then it was possible that there could be a huge shock to the system or even a breakdown. The humans could not be allowed to return to being in charge.

However, for my kind it as rare for us to be able to truly make a connection with a human. We were supposed to be better and above them. It was a lonely business, one that had been eating at me for a long time, but what good was I if I couldn't do my job. I would really be no better than a human.

Could I really give up on a seemingly once in a lifetime opportunity? Was he really as dangerous as his report made him seem? Confusion and pain swirled around in my head as my dream quickly turned into a nightmare. I would not only be killing dissidence this time, but love as well.